I'm Not Angry, I'm Just Disappointed

I mean, I realize that sometimes a post is just a dud, and there’s nothing to be done.

But you’re such a wonderfully vocal and funny bunch that I was looking forward to a zany comment thread full of over-the-top invented art-speak for everyday occurrences. I guess you all had to wash your hair that night. I understand.

Tonight, I had grand plans for chicken thighs and Israeli couscous and veggies with ras el hanout and yogurt sauce followed by a post regaling you with my newly-discovered fear of random quantum events. Alas, that will have to wait, because I neglected to take into account that today is the single busiest day in my entire work year. I’m not sure when I’ll get home, but I’m sure that when I do, I’ll be lucky if I can make it through a single beer before I keel over dead on the floor. Pray for me.

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6 thoughts on “I'm Not Angry, I'm Just Disappointed”

Somehow, life gets VERY busy when you are in house buying-or-selling negotiations. We experienced this years ago, a couple of in-person friends experienced it, now you. It is very weird; maybe it is related to quantum entanglement, or sting theory, or other things that confuse me.

i call this one a portrait of an overstressed produce mom…
i just found out the helper that i was supposed to be getting at work will not be coming through. therefore week 4 of seven day work weeks continues apace, and god help us all if i go into overtime. my poor children are lucky if i can remember how to make dinner tonight, and i’m starting to think that cold cereal might be dinner. i’ll join you in your passed out beer though.